School of Rebirth. Mystical Story. Naty Daybs

no. But I study at the literary faculty at the best university in the capital. My parents have died and I am forced to look for a job to pay for further education.

      – Good. Come to us. The address is indicated in the hell. We are waiting for you until five o’clock. What is your name and patronymic?

      – Anna Evgenievna.

      – Good. We are waiting for you. Come on over. Bus number six from the station, stop “Quiet”. Just an hour and a half away and you are there.

      – Good. Thank.

      Probably, the salary there is high for the reason that it is a long way to go there, I thought. Libraries usually pay less. And in general, I have not heard about this school. Probably opened up while I was at university. Anyway.

      After having a snack on a sandwich with cheese and sausage and throwing water and chips in a bag, I hurried to the station. He was just twenty minutes walk from the house.

      For the interview, I wore regular skinny jeans and a white blouse. The weather was fine and I didn’t take anything else with me. I gathered my hair in a bun to better match the image of the librarian. Only the glasses were missing. Anyway.

      At the station, I found the bus I needed and got on it, asking the conductor to report on the required stop.

      – And where is the art school?

      – Are you a student?

      – Not really.

      – Go from the stop to the left past the old shop and there will be a large house. They say it was rented as a school.

      – I see, thank you very much.

      Chapter 2

      On the bus I dozed off and the conductor woke me up.

      – Girl, your stop, gets out.

      – Thank.

      “Do not forget that the bus leaves from here only at seven. If you do not have time, you will have to call a taxi.

      – Thank. I’ll memorise.

      Following the instructions, I approached a large but rather old mansion. There was not a soul around and it was very creepy right now. But the need for a stable job overcame my fear and I went to the door.

      I moved the handle and the door opened. The house was empty. An eerie enveloping emptiness that creeps into the soul.

      – Uh, is there anyone here?

      I heard the sound of steps and a pretty tall brunette of about thirty with long hair and beautiful pale skin approached me.

      – Good day. Are you Anna?

      – Yes. I’m on the hell.

      – Good. Thank you for responding. As you can see, we have such a place; it is difficult to get there.

      – I really need a job.

      – Understand. Let’s go to the library, inspect your workplace.

      – With pleasure.

      – My name is Kristina Yurievna. I am the director of this institution

      – Nice to meet you.

      – Mutually, Anna.

      We arrived at the spacious library building.

      – Your task, Anna, is simply to write down who and what books are taking and giving away. And, of course, cleaning, cleanliness and order.

      – I love books.

      – It is wonderful. We have a lot of old novels, poetry and so much more.

      – Great.

      – We also offer lunch in our canteen for free and accommodation, if you suddenly miss the bus, we have rooms for students. Some are empty. By the way, you can study and work with us at the same time. Finish the evening department and receive a diploma with which you can work at exhibitions, auctions, theaters or museums. Or you can study during the day with everyone else, and in your free time work in the library but your working day should be at least five hours.

      – I beg your pardon, but I have no money for training. Honestly, I would love to.

      – We have a couple of budget places. The state obliges to have such places, but no one took them this year.

      – . What does it take to enter the budget?

      – You will work for us. You will work for two weeks. If everything goes well, we will enroll you in our school.

      – Well. I agree.

      – Then let’s go to my office to draw up an employment contract.

      After about an hour, I left this school already arranged as a librarian.

      In addition, one more education will not hurt me, especially since the first is a complete failure.

      I came to the bus stop. It was ten to seven. The bus arrived on time and I went home happy. Popping in on the way to the store, I bought some groceries and called Ira.

      My friend was very happy for me and wished me luck. We chatted a bit, but she had business and we said goodbye until tomorrow.

      I came home, turned on the TV and cooked myself for Ash. Now I had to get up for work at eight to be in the library at ten. I was allowed to come by ten, because I live far away and so far there is not much work. But in the future, my working day will start at nine. Which didn’t really upset me. To get a loan, you need to hold out for at least six months. In addition, you also need to live on something.

      The next morning I got up, did my exercises, had breakfast, threw a snack in my purse and hurried to the bus. Arriving at my workplace, I boldly opened the door and went into the library. The academic year here will begin in two weeks and I will have to clean up the libraries, look through all the books. If any need repairs, postpone and inform the school principal. That’s all for now. Of course, there is a lot of work. But it’s a pleasant job. And I plunged into the process. The school was quiet and I quietly turn on the music that was not so terrible. Soon I heard footsteps. A young man of about thirty came up to me. He was wearing a blue work uniform, and he was holding a bottle of water and a notebook with a pen. He looked quite handsome.. And even the hands were very well-groomed. Short dark hair and expressive bright green eyes, a tall and stately figure and a tart scent of male perfume… All this gave the stranger a certain charm.

      – Good morning, girl. Are you a new librarian? – The stranger smiled at me, which made him look even more attractive.

      – Yes, and also a student, but I will most likely study in the evenings.

      – And I am a teacher and part-time locksmith and electrician. Preparing school for the school year.

      – Me too. My name is Anna, you can just Anya.

      – Vicheslav. Or just Glory.

      – Nice to meet you.

      – Mutually, Anya. Do you like it here?

      – For now, yes, although it’s strange to be all alone in such a large room… Scary, to be honest.

      – . I already got it. You turned on the music.

      – Yes. Sorry if I interfered. I’ll put on my headphones if anything.

      – No, it’s all right. Shall we have lunch today?

      – Does the canteen work?

      – Not. Not yet. But I can buy you something. I brought food with me.

      – Thank. So do me.

      – Can I help you with something?

      – Maybe. The